Mom and I recall again
The story for
you stuttered and, and
Please, please another, but
You are older than the last time.
And we do our best to have you see
That even breath falls
when gravity lets
the blanket of dark thoughts weigh
as guards drop.
Your eyes apart in
perfect deference as you slip giggle
I am O. K. you’ll say, each time
Too young,
Two recall, we do
And you smile those long ago pig-tails
And we parent-glance
But not rote, though you think so
You turn to me for a
Long spoiled climax
I’m ahead of you my dear.
Forever and ever
Take me home.

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